It
was an accident he said
Clearly
unintended
It
started out as just a game
But
that’s not how it ended.
A summer
morning, on a day,
That
should have been for fun
Was
turned completely upside down
When
Billy found a gun.
The
closet was a perfect hiding place
Nate
didn’t make a sound
Breathing
barely, standing still
He
doubted he’d be found.
It
turned out to be Nancy’s fault
Coming
in from walking
She
thought it odd with kids at home
There
was no noise or talking.
She
crept in on catlike feet
And
snuck around a corner.
There was no one in this game
Assigned
to yell or warn her.
There
are two views presented here
That
cause dividing fights;
One
is the man who claims
He’s
just exercising his rights;
The
other side has a loss
Of
no comparing sorrow,
To
have a son or daughter
Who
won’t wake up tomorrow.
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